WE WERE THE KINGS
Bob Bennett
© 2002 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

They found my best friend in the yard today
Hedge clippers and a heart attack
I dropped the telephone and I said no way
But then i caught the first plane back
Everything was smaller than I remember
The houses and yards all pushed up together
All up and down our old street I could see
The ruined castles of our royalty

Escaping prisoners, we were college bound
They'll never bring us back alive
Passed the city limits without slowing down
He'd navigate and I would drive
All night to Vegas, stayed out late, got up early
In a week we were rich, dating showgirls named Shirley
Homesick and sick of home -- it made no sense
'Cause there didn't seem to be much difference

   You think you leave a place
   But it never really goes away
   It haunts you in the night
   And wraps around your DNA
   Just when you think you won't get caught
   You find it's you that can't let go
   Of everything that you've been taught
   There's no forgetting what you think you know


Every few years, he'd make another kid
With his first and final wife
I tried a couple times, but I never did
Manage to build that kind of life
He worked in aerospace 'til the day that he retired
I worked at every kind of job 'til the day I got fired
We traded Christmas cards and birthday calls
He climbed the ladder while I climbed the walls

   You think you get away so clean
   Until the moment that you find
   Memories stick like bubble gum
   Under your shoe and in your mind
   You can walk the whole world round your heart
   But you can never find the way
   To where the ending meets the start
   I'll never live to see a sadder day


(No way, there's just no way)

It was so real, I had a dream
We were both dressed as superman on Halloween
He had a Snickers bar, he took a bite
He did not know that it was kryptonite
He said "I gotta go now, trick or treat,
Long live the King of Summer Street,
Long live the King of Summer Street"

   We were the kings of everything
   All we'd survey, everyone we'd meet
   Just him and me ...
   We were the kings of summer street
   We were the kings of summer street
   We were the kings ...


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